As of 11:45am CST, Hubby was here in Escanaba, Michigan. He will be home tomorrow.
The kids are whiney today, and I'm not feeling good in general. I'm restless and mopey and crabby. Since I don't feel like doing anything other than moping around, I've decided to clean out and organize a couple closets. I know, it doesn't really make sense to me either -- I'm feeling cruddy, so I might as well do something that I like the least, but that needs to be done.
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The kids went over to a neighbor's this afternoon. It seems like they've been gone for days. I called to check on them a few times, then fell asleep. I'm feeling like I've neglected them, and taken advantage of our neighbor.
Now they're home and at each other's throats again. We'll have dinner (something they'll eat (chicken nuggets and fries), then baths, and we'll all be in bed again. Hopefully by then, the worst of the storm that's thundering through will be over.
The best moment of the day happened early this morning. Sweet Pea came in to my room around 6:30am and whispered "Momma, I need to show you something in my room." I opened my bleary eyes to peer into her big brown ones and asked "Right now?" "Yes, come wit me..." I got out of bed and went wit her to her room. She pulled back the curtains and the blinds to show me a pretty pink, orange and blue sunrise. That kid always surprises me.